Psyche Delectus: They Whey Thin Gus Urn Owl

The past is dead, but I carry it with me.

Recommended Listening:

Martin Nonstatic

Second Universe

from Laniakea

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Psyche Delectus: Fur OM Thay Kah Vee Runs Offal Aims

It burns down and deep.

Thee surfaces may be protected now
from the searing flames,

but the earth still shakes

as a reminder.

 

Recommended Listening:

Luis Vasquez

Poison Mouth

from A Body of Errors

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Psyche Delectus: Bee He Moth

Giving chase as the light leaves,
The old trails grow thick with shadows.

Only the new knows the way,

but trust is hard to come by in the half light.
Doubt crystallizes into obstruction

until only the mundane remains.

The old game is dead.

My hands shake as I let it go.
I am told that the new path leads within.

I sit with task at hand and close my eyes.

The road opens into brilliant light. 

 

Recommended Listening:

Boy Harsher

Burn It Down

from Halloween Ends

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Psyche Delectus: Into Thee Caverns

Seeking, Digging.

Thee Truth comes
Only from within.

 

Recommended Listening:

Hallows

The Lost Wander

from All That is True

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